There is no legend like Chang'e in this Ye Sheng Dynasty? But what she shouldn't care about now is whether they have this legend, but Ye Fengya's restless person!

Ye Fengya sniffed on her earlobe intentionally or unintentionally, and her hands began to move restlessly on her softness. Leng Rutong asked coldly: "Have you finished taking it off?"

Ye Fengya replied lazily: "Well, my wife turns around and check it." Ye Fengya grabbed her willow waist with one hand, and turned it gently, Leng Rutong faced her eyes. Leng Rutong took a look without a trace, and it was indeed nothing left.

"Husband is really amazing. Standing naked in the wild is not at all irritable." Leng Rutong really admired his shamelessness, and Ye Fengya tightened her waist tightly and pressed against him.

"I don't think about it either, but I can't ignore my wife's orders." The moxibustion heat in Ye Fengya's eyes became stronger and stronger, and it would burn with just a little bit.

"Since you know, I can't ignore it, I'll give it to you." Leng Rutong stuffed the golden silk into his hand: "Your little brother is already excited, go find a tree to hang it."

Ye Fengya obediently took the golden silk and walked barefoot in the bushes on the mountain. Leng Rutong couldn't bear to call him, "Come here, put on your shoes."

Ye Fengya shook her head: "No, my wife must be completely gone."

Ye Fengya found the nearest Song Bin, hung the golden silk on the lowest branch, and tied it to the lifeline obediently, but her eyes sank and called out: "My wife, I'm soft, I can't tie it anymore."

Leng Rutong was covered in black lines and scolded her mouth: "You are really useless, you will be soft so soon!"

"Madam, come here quickly, it's softer than you." Ye Fengya said innocently. Leng Rutong really wanted to pick up a stone and smash him out.

Leng Rutong stood there and didn't move: "I don't care, you can find a way to make him hang up anyway." Leng Rutong wouldn't be so stupid and fooled by him.

"Madam, he really can't get up without you." Ye Fengya was naked and covered with black hair behind her shoulders. She was tall, with long legs, and her chest muscles and abdominal muscles all exuded a fatal attraction. Leng Rutong stood there and gritted her teeth: "What do you want!"

"Madam, just come here and hug me." Ye Fengya licked her lips. The little brother was actually standing excitedly. His back was facing Leng Rutong, so Leng Rutong didn't know the truth, and she really thought he was soft.

It’s a joke, if a lady stands here, she can’t be soft even if she wants to.

Leng Rutong cursed lowly: "You are so troublesome." Although she said it, she still took a step to come to him. Before she could stand still, Ye Fengya was already engulfed in her arms.

Feeling something against him Leng Rutong glared at him angrily: "Who said he was soft?"

"Madam, it's really soft. As soon as you get closer, it stands up again." Ye Fengya gently touched her neck with her soft soft lips.

"Why don't you tie it tightly? If it's softer, I'll make him excited in my own way!" Leng Rutong warned her fiercely, "Um..." The numbness from the sensitive part of the neck made her unable to help but overflow.

"Madam, as long as you sing it so softly, it will definitely not be soft." Ye Fengya said softly in her ear, and Leng Rutong's ears immediately turned red: "Hate!"

Isn’t this guy losing his memory? Why is it even more shameful just like before he lost his memory?

"Madam, don't move around. My little brother is tied up. If you move around, he will resist." Ye Fengya said as she wrapped the golden thread with one hand. It is correct to be obedient according to the instructions of the lady. Maybe if the lady is in a good mood, she will reward her little brother, and it is not in vain that it has suffered so much now.

Leng Rutong didn't dare to move. She said depressedly: "Then you can let me go quickly."

"No, he will be discouraged if his wife leaves." After Ye Fengya tied her hands, she tied Leng Rutong in her arms with both hands, hugged her tightly, and gasped in her ears. The sound was particularly loud in the quiet night sky.

The air was filled with ambiguous breath, and Leng Rutong's breath was already disordered. She could feel the guy behind her being harder and harder... Oh my God, if this continues, her pp will be green and purple.

"It hurts so much..." Leng Rutong said aggrievedly.

Ye Fengya panted and said in a low voice: "Madam, I feel more painful."

"Then let me go. It won't hurt if you let go." Leng Rutong wanted to use brute force on him, but she couldn't. She was softened by him. Her shameful male aura made her mind confused.

Ye Fengya really let go of her arm and let go of her: "Okay, although I am reluctant to leave, I hope she can relax."

The sudden letting go made Leng Rutong feel a sense of loss. Woooo, it would be better to let him hug him, it felt very good. 13acv.

Leng Rutong turned around and glanced at the bottom. She was shocked when she saw it. She quickly took two steps back: "Oh my God, it's going to scare people."

Ye Fengya looked at her panicked look and laughed evilly: "Why don't you want to try it? He is the most powerful at this time."

"Go to you, whoever wants anyone who is stupid will be able to die." Leng Rutong took another step back. The thing looked extremely huge under the starlight, reaching an unimaginable size.

"Madam..." Ye Fengya was a little frustrated, and the little brother jumped, and he also resisted Leng Rutong's contempt.

Leng Rutong subconsciously licked her dry lips, holding her dress tightly with her little hand. No, no, you must not let this thing occupy her, that would die. She took another step back and stepped on a small rut under her feet. A crisp sound of breaking was heard. Leng Rutong screamed unsteadily and leaned back.

Ye Fengya screamed something wrong, and her eyes flew over immediately, and she steadily caught her before she landed... Ye Fengya's face turned pale and said in a daze: "Madam, don't be scared as her husband." What if she fell down?

Leng Rutong smiled at him, "Thank you, husband." In fact, if Ye Fengya doesn't come to save her, she will use the soul-chasing claws to hold the tree trunk. She will definitely not be able to fall. However, because Ye Fengya is so nervous, she will not throw cold water on him. Men should give some sweetness appropriately.

"Ah..." Ye Fengya, who had passed the thrilling period, suddenly screamed.

"What's wrong?" Leng Rutong was puzzled.

Ye Fengya's facial features were twisted together. He pointed to the small branch on the tree, opened his mouth for a long time and didn't say anything. The small branch had been bent by the golden thread because of his movements, and the little brother who was tied to the branches was also pulled.

Leng Rutong screamed, "It's bad, it's been a big deal!"

"Husband, are you okay?" Leng Rutong quickly reached out and unbuttoned the golden thread on his little brother. He carefully took care of the little brother who was still hard and hot. It was already red. It was so miserable. What if it was broken?

Leng Rutong started rubbing him nervously: "Don't worry, just rub it, it shouldn't break." As he said that, he blew on it with his little mouth.

The sudden touch made Ye Fengya forget the pain. He shuddered and hugged Leng Rutong hard and jumped to the empty grass where he had just seen the starry sky. Leng Rutong's hand was still on it. Ye Fengya said in a low voice: "Madam, he is injured, you have to care for him."

Leng Rutong's face immediately turned red, but she still asked worriedly: "Is it really okay?"

Ye Fengya looked at her passionately and grabbed her lips hard: "Madam, just try it yourself."

The evening breeze passed by, but the two figures on the grass were sweating profusely. Except for the two lingering figures on the grass, everything else on the mountain has returned to silence. Of course, there is also a golden silk thread hanging on the treetops and floating in the wind.

The two returned to the mansion the next day and were decisively teased by Ye Wangchen: "Let me, a distinguished guest, be there, have you been happy all night on the mountain?"

Leng Rutong hid in Ye Fengya's arms with a slightly red face, while Ye Fengya's face was not blushing and her heart was not beating: "It's normal for men to love women, uncle, right? You're here, I happen to have something to discuss with you."

Ye Fengya sat down with Leng Rutong and ordered Xiaobi on the side: "Instruct the kitchen to stew the pheasant to bring it to the imperial concubine."

Xiaobi took the order out. Ye Fengya raised her eyes and looked at Ye Wangchen drinking tea: "Uncle Master, this time the throne ceremony will be replaced." Although Ye Fengya doesn't remember the past, judging from the familiarity between Ye Wangchen and Leng Rutong, Ye Wangchen should be a reliable person. A holy legendary eun.

Ye Wangchen looked at him in confusion: "Switch people? Could it be that you want to do it yourself?"

Leng Rutong shook her head: "You know how we are willing to stay in that deep palace. Just as we were thinking that the third prince would take over this position is better than letting the thirteenth prince ascend the throne. Although Empress Xiaode can be solved, the thirteenth prince is an A Dou who can't help him at first sight. Don't harm the people of the world."

"Third Prince? Ye Qianzhi?" Ye Wangchen frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "He is Concubine Rong's son. You won't forget this just because Concubine Rong died long ago, right?" Ye Wangchen's stubble had been shaved and his outfit had returned to handsomeness, unlike the down-and-out homeless man last night.

Ye Fengya and Leng Rutong looked at each other and saw that they had never thought about this level. Because Rong Fei died early, they had already excluded Ye Qianzhi from their enemies.

Leng Rutong asked suspiciously: "Does Uncle Master think he might have a problem?"

Ye Wangchen shook his head: "I don't know this, but if I hand over the throne to the son of my enemy, I feel it is inappropriate. How much do you know about him? Besides, he married Princess Anxin from Beisheng Kingdom. Although he has always shown no interest in the throne, no one knows what he really thinks. The more he is, the more terrifying he is."

"He doesn't move now because he has no military power. If he is allowed to take the position of emperor, he has one-third of the military power. You have to worry about him eliminating dissidents, otherwise he will be given the world to be for nothing, and then he will have no time to regret it."

Ye Wangchen had a serious expression. Leng Rutong had never seen him so seriously. Even if he healed Tang Ao, he looked at leisure and contentment. Could it be that Ye Qianzhi was really unreliable?
Chapter completed!